4 Dec 2012

What Fifty Said – Robert Frost

[1874–1963, American]

         When I was young my teachers were the old.
I gave up fire for form till I was cold.
I suffered like a metal being cast.
I went to school to age to learn the past.

         Now I am old my teachers are the young.
What can’t be molded must be cracked and sprung.
I strain at lessons fit to start a suture.
I go to school to youth to learn the future.

Source: Frost, 1969, The Poetry of Robert Frost, ed. by Edward Connery Lathem (Jonathan Cape), Random House Group.

No comments:

Post a Comment